Han Lang said in a deep voice: "It's already great if you can give me a chance! Disciple, I'm very satisfied."

The middle-aged man smiled: "I hope that after entering the Fuhu Sect, you can still speak as confidently as you are now! By the way, what is your name?"

Han Lang said: "Han Lang!"

The middle-aged man pondered a little: "Lang, cheerful and generous, I hope your name is the same as yours! A person with a surname from Song and Fuhu Sect calls me Elder Song! And you, because even the servants of Fuhu Sect are not counted, it is a bit inappropriate to call me Elder Song with the identity of Fuhu Sect! Let's do this, from now on, call me Master Song!"

Han Lang said: "Okay, Master Song!"

Middle-aged Song Qingfeng didn't say anything anymore.

The sound of the big white bird's screaming became stronger and stronger. The whole body seemed to be harnessing wind and thunder, and it rushed out far away in an instant.

Of course, Han Lang didn't say anything.

In this way, the scene suddenly became quiet. Time passed by bit by bit. When the sun set, the big white bird took Song Qingfeng and Han Lang and landed in a valley below the tall peak that was stuck like a chopstick on the ground.

Before Han Lang could enter, he saw the location of the entrance to the valley, with a plaque hanging.

The plaque is called Dantang!

There is no doubt that this is the Dan Hall of the Fuhu Sect that Song Qingfeng mentioned.

It is the residence of the elder Dantang, a guest minister of Fuhu Sect.

Even this moment.

There was also a rich and pure aura that floated out of the valley. When he suddenly came into contact with such a breath, Han Lang was shocked for no reason.

At this moment, he felt that all the pores in his body seemed to be open.

A very strange feeling came up with the flow and poured directly into Han Lang's flesh and blood.

Unconsciously, Han Lang was stunned.

I don’t know how long it has been, but Han Lang’s body was so excited that he walked out of his loss of mind.

After just 'awakening', Han Lang realized that Song Qingfeng beside him looked at him with a very strange look.

Han Lang was shocked and hurriedly said, "It's time for Master Song to be delayed. Please forgive me."

Song Qingfeng laughed and said, "I didn't expect that your kid's qualifications were so good! You can absorb these auras in the valley and turn them into a complete imprint and imprint them in your dantian. Next, you only need appropriate martial arts to guide you! You kid completely evolve this imprint into your exclusive spiritual power! That must be no problem! Someone is really misleading. You kid has passed the most suitable time to practice, but fortunately, your qualifications are pretty good. If you guide appropriately, you may not be able to rise against the trend."

Han Lang couldn't help but show his joy and said happily: "Really!"

Song Qingfeng said: "Is it true? After I give the cultivation magic tricks, everything will be clear! Okay, go in!"

Song Qingfeng shook his body and walked towards the depths of the valley. Han Lang followed without hesitation. One by one, they came directly to a place that had opened up one medicinal field after another, filled with a richer atmosphere than outside.

This is the internal medicine field of Dantang.

And now there are people who are about to be busy in the medicine field.

The moment these people saw Song Qingfeng, they knelt on the ground and shouted with great respect: "Welcome to Master Song back!"

"Master Song is majestic and domineering!"

Song Qingfeng said again: "They are all pill-hooting boys from Dantang."

Song Qingfeng just nodded at these people: "Do work hard!"

The group of hoe boys immediately returned to their activity frequency just now, either turning over the soil or picking insects on the surface of the plants that were growing on the ground.

It looks extremely serious and meticulous!

certainly!

This is just what others think.

But in Han Lang's eyes, it was not the same thing at all.

Perhaps, these hoe boys are really working hard. But in fact, they are more like puppets who have lost their vitality. All actions are mechanical and rigid, without any sense of agility.

'Um?'

Han Lang's mind was not moved: "There is something strange!"

However, although Han Lang did not show it even though he had an idea in his heart.

He just suppressed the doubts in his heart. For him, it is not important to care about these things now. The most important thing is to get the method of practice promised by Song Qingfeng. Then, with the method of practice, he practiced overnight and became an existence that was not inferior to the previous killing of a group of people outside the sky with one blow.

And have the strength.

His confidence is more sufficient.

Song Qingfeng did not pay attention to the slight change that suddenly appeared on Han Lang's face, and continued: "Han Lang, that is, a certain family's pill refining boy was a few days ago. When boiling elixirs and controlling the pill furnace, he made a mistake in operation and was burned by the elixir fire and died unexpectedly! Even if I give you another chance, you will only be one of these pill hoe boys! Here, you can only do the hardest work and get the least reward."

Han Lang followed him and said, "Thank you for your opportunity, I am grateful to you!"

Song Qingfeng grabbed the long beard under the jaw with a little smugness and smiled: "As long as you do your best, there will be more opportunities in the future!"

"First follow me to the alchemy room and get familiar with the environment!"

While talking!

Song Qingfeng took a step forward and walked towards the heart of the valley, a building leaning against the rocks on the side of Fuhu Peak and walked towards the built pavilion.

There is no doubt.

That side is the Danfang that Song Qingfeng mentioned.

It also takes less than much time.

Han Lang followed Song Qingfeng to the front of the Danfang.

Before he could enter, the door of the alchemy room had already opened. He saw a tall and thin young man with a respectful face and greeted him from the inside: "Disciple, please see the elder!"

Han Lang's ears moved a few times.

I remembered what Song Qingfeng said to him before.

‘Who is this person? Why do you call this senior the elder? Is he a disciple of Master Song? Or maybe he has other relationships?’

The moment when thoughts fluctuate in my mind.

Han Lang's vigilance suddenly emerged.

It's the same time!

The young man who was originally smiling and looking at Song Qingfeng came over suddenly fell on Han Lang. The smile that had been before suddenly disappeared without a trace. At this moment, another uncontrollable aura of violence tumbling. However, such a violent aura appeared and was suppressed by him.

Seeing that the guy had more smiles on his face, he asked Han Lang, "Elder, is this the successor you selected?"

He said this.

Han Lang's doubts were shattered all at once.
Chapter completed!